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"Feet are private, okay people? I'd rather see your genitals." --Tina Fey on "Sandwich Day" DVD commentary. We're soulmates.

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I want to go (back) to there. Please. Start it over.

Love is yours.
Make the first move.
Let it be its horrible self. Learn it.

Derrick Brown, Hotel Cafe, March 1, 2009 (one year ago today)



You are a Sunday porch I could do nothing on
and feel like everything was happening

so make a move

Tomorrow might be pretty rough. Good thing Moffett's going to buy us drinks instead of a regular meeting of Pacific Review. Only top shelf beer was promised for me and Valerie, as compensation for our stressful copy-editing duties.

Happy almost one year...

A song I had meant to put on the mix cd (for our would-be one year anniversary).

by my lonesome

I'm tired of tiptoeing around other people's feelings. Unfortunately that doesn't mean I won't stop doing it. Because I am a chicken. A pushover.

Entirely unrelated, my high school classmates have gotten in touch with me through facebook about our ten-year reunion. Blurg. The perfect opportunity to showcase all my accomplishments over the past ten years... yeah. But I'm trying to get involved in anything just to get my mind off things and figure myself out again. I'm even going to my coworker's party tomorrow. We'll see how that goes. I haven't been to a party like the type of party this is sure to be in a long long time. And there's a reason for it in that it's not really my scene. But any distraction of some sort will do.

Today I get to see my girls! Singing or dancing or something hopefully not too reminiscent of their Christmas talent show performance. Either way, it'll be cute cute cute.

edit: My #1 pupil from the Creative Writing Workshop I taught last Spring at my alma mater is getting a poem published in the Pacific Review! Cate, you've made me a proud mama. :)



My favorite text message of all time (besides ones involving pooping on someone's face/bed): "I likes that u likes to hangout by your lonesome and I also likes you. Super cute! Thai food <3 <3 <3"

how you know they broke conan...

He now has a twitter account. Too bad I love him, so I'll probably give in and try and follow his twitter. His and his alone.
Coco's Twitter Account

"easy"?

Here's something interesting. Of course, I don't think I could ever take it to this extreme, but... something to think about:

http://onedollardietproject.wordpress.com/2008/09/02/day-one/

Right now I'm in class using my macbook's Garage Band app to record the lecture into a podcast. Kiiiinda neat. I suck at this technology stuff but the mac makes it a little easier.

So far the tally is as follows:
Accepted: CSUSB
Rejected: Wisconsin, Syracuse (so I won't have George Saunders as a professor but at least I'll see him in Denver)




And everywhere I tried to love you is yours again and only yours. (I do like it very much; and hate it at the same time.)

one too many mornings and a thousand miles behind.

The Bobby D. track "One Too Many Mornings" fits my life right now, and it made me stumble across this 2010 Sundance film fest entry. It looks not-that-exciting but it's kind of quirky and cute and depressing. I guess you could use that to describe me right now. Not that exciting, kind of quirky (and cute?), and depressing.

Aren't I a catch. (Don't wanna be caught.)

It's a restless hungry feeling
That don't mean no one no good,
When ev'rything I'm a-sayin'
You can say it just as good.
You're right from your side,
I'm right from mine.
We're both just one too many mornings
An' a thousand miles behind.